Chapter 50. What Did That Mean?

Third-Person POV

“I was walking in my own thoughts and didn’t see the hunter’s trap in front of me. Before I knew it, it snapped on my ankle and broke it. I loosened it with my magic, but couldn’t get it off, as they coated it with stardust, which prevents witches and warlocks from performing their magic. As I was the Queen at the time, I did enough to get out of the trap, but the dust kept being on my skin, slowly draining me. And this is when your father showed up. He had been patrolling nearby and heard the trap snap. I thought he was the hunter and would end me right then and there, but he picked me up bridal style and carried me to a cavern.” Willow sat there listening to her mother’s story with wide eyes and mouth agape.

“When we reach the cavern, he put me down, wiped the dust off me and waited until my magic appeared again. We talked. A lot. And he told me he was one of the border guardians. Protecting our side of the border of the underworld, of anything